บท 258: Chapter 258: The Siege of Shadows

The dawn broke with an eerie stillness, as if the world itself held its breath. The fortress, fortified and brimming with readiness, stood in stark contrast to the creeping darkness of the Abyss that was approaching. Elara, standing atop the highest rampart, looked out over the horizon, her gaze piercing the early morning mist. The fortress walls, etched with protective runes, glistened faintly in the first light of day, a hopeful sign amidst the encroaching threat.

The soldiers and defenders, their faces a mix of grim determination and steely resolve, moved with practiced efficiency. Every man and woman was in position, their preparations complete. The air was thick with anticipation, and the tension was palpable. Each heartbeat seemed to resonate with the impending conflict.